In the dismal darkness, there is
someone drifting among floating
papers. Staring above.
Hoping for a light. Hoping for someone to
pull them out. Out of the darkness and into
the light.
Suddenly, a light illuminates the stars,
shining through the darkness.
And a voice says, “Write. Make your voice be
heard. Pull yourself out of the darkness and into
the light so you can walk towards a brighter future.”
So he writes about the stars and about the
wings of freedom shining through the murky
darkness so he can rise into the light.